he's pretty good at this isn't he

anonymous asked:

Dr Who but each incarnation is swapped with one of their companions.

omg?? I love it??

The First Doctor: 

She’s not completely unfriendly, exactly, she just doesn’t have time for humans being idiots. In the right circumstances, she can actually be very warm. She loves history, which is lucky because her granddaughter Susan does too (they tell people Susan is her daughter, but even then it’s a bit of a stretch, human ages are weird). Of course, then two of Susan’s teachers follow her home one night, and next thing the Doctor knows she has a crotchety old history teacher and a handsome young science teacher on her spaceship with no way to get rid of them that isn’t morally questionable. 


The humans help her lose some of her haughtiness. She leaves Susan in the 22nd century to become her own woman. 

Along the way and against her better judgement, she falls hopelessly for Ian Chesterton. He wants to stay with her forever, but she knows it would never work, and encourages him to go with John Foreman in the Dalek Time Machine to get back to his own time. 

Later, in other lives, she checks in on him occasionally. 

The Second Doctor:

The baby face is a problem. It takes a good twenty minutes on a lot of occasions to get anyone to take her seriously. On the bright side, a lot of Polly’s clothes fit her now. 

She finds a best friend in Scotsman Jamie McCrimmon, whose rather naive approach to futuristic technology is extremely refreshing, as is his unique insightfulness. 

After Ben and Polly leave them, they rescue Victoria, who Jamie is utterly taken with. Victoria is unsure about living a life so unsupervised by someone older and won’t listen to the Doctor’s insistence that she is in fact perfectly qualified to look after them all. 

She and Victoria spend a good many nights aboard the TARDIS talking about women’s history and the things to come for women in the future and how women act on other planets. Victoria is fascinated, occasionally horrified, and often quietly thrilled at the things she learns. 

It’s a shame to see her go, but all she ever wanted was a family and security, and the Doctor can’t provide that. 

They meet an eccentric man on a space station, with funny trousers and an obsession with the recorder. The Doctor and Jamie like him instantly, and invite him on board only to learn that the man had been considering stowing away if not invited. 

The Time Lords take her friends away from her. She is forced to regenerate and exiled to Earth, as punishment for her interference. 

The Third Doctor: 

Shrewd, passionately devoted to science, and not one to take kindly to interruptions or anyone trying to talk down to or even disagree with her, it’s a wonder the Doctor even gets hired by UNIT at all. But then again, beggars can’t be choosers. 

On the bright side, this fellow John Smith from Cambridge seems to be the one person around with an actual brain and not just a penchant for attacking first and thinking later. 

They’re friends instantly. Or, they are once she makes it perfectly clear that she is the cleverer of the two. The look on his face when he realises is a memory she’ll treasure forever. 

He eventually leaves to go back to his own research, upon realising she doesn’t need him. 

It’s a shame and she misses him, but then Jo Grant comes into her life. Despite an awful first impression, the two women are soon fiercely devoted to each other. Jo keeps going on about women having to stick together amongst all the army boys, and while the Doctor could usually not care less about gender politics, if it means Jo hangs around her more, then so be it. 

The Master turns up. It’s exhausting and exasperating and oh so much fun

Meanwhile, the Doctor’s told herself to not let herself fall for humans, after how much Ian hurt. But with Jo, it’s impossible not to. (Not that she hasn’t noticed the Brigadier’s lingering stares, or failed to appreciate him in his uniform. But he’s far too professional to ever do anything, and too trigger happy besides.) 

Jo is like sunshine and she’s always there and smiling and pressing herself against the Doctor out of fear or shock, until one day they’re in the supply closet of a spaceship and they’re kissing furiously instead of listening out for their pursuers. 

It’s wonderful, being with Jo. Until Clive Jones comes along, and the Doctor has to tell her to forget about her and marry the nice young man who can grow old with her and give her the life she wants. 

She drinks more champagne than she is proud of that night. 

Luckily, along comes Sarah Jane Smith, who is exactly the kind of human that the Doctor automatically adores. Inquisitive, sharp, and a vocal feminist. What a woman. 

Of course, then giant alien spiders happen, and it’s time for a change.  

The Fourth Doctor:

Or… not. Apparently, she’s doomed to be young, attractive, humanoid, and pale skinned throughout all her lives. There are worse fates, but she wouldn’t mind a little variety, frankly. And being so small is getting infuriating. 

Harry takes a long while to take her seriously, but once he does, he is steadfastly loyal. Sarah Jane takes the regeneration in stride for the most part. 

And after them, Leela, who is so strange and savage but so utterly charming in her honesty. They share a few kisses, but nothing more. 

Then comes Romana. A young Time Lord who looks older than her, is far taller than is sensible, and has an even more absurd grin. She can’t stand him, with his bragging about his grades and thinking he knows everything. 

She soon teaches him that experience wins every time. 

Of course, then he spots some pretty princess on Tara, and next thing she knows, the moment the whole Key To Time mess is sorted, Romana is now a less taller, less ridiculous, utterly beautiful Time Lady in her first regeneration. 

She tries to argue against what she can only consider body theft, or at least copying, but it is a relief to not have to crane her neck up to speak to her companion. 

Romana becomes a most dear friend. She’s missed being around someone like her, someone who understands. It makes it all the worse when she leaves, leaving the Doctor with only Adric and his incessant questions. 

The Fifth Doctor: 

There’s something about this body, a regality, that commands a little more respect than the ones before it, despite it following the pattern of her others. 

Adric’s questions exasperate her, while Tegan’s demands to be taken home are met with gentle requests for patience and promises of Heathrow airport, and this Traken prince she’s picked up is thankfully one of the most polite people she’s ever had in the TARDIS. Decent brain on him, too. 

Tegan’s smile sometimes makes her stomach do backflips. The Doctor ignores it. She’s learned her lesson. It’s almost a relief to see Tegan reach her breaking point and leave, except it isn’t, because for a long while it feels like a part of her is missing. 

Turlough is a curiosity, but a nice one who makes for surprisingly good company in the absence of the others. 

Perpugilliam Brown is a surprise. The Doctor remembers why she has tried to avoid America where possible in her travels. Americans are loud. But in the case of Peri, it involves shouting at the Master, and as such, the Doctor decides that Perpugilliam Brown can stay as long as she likes. 

Between the two of them and soon Erimem, uncrowned Pharaoh of Egypt, they make quite the team.  

The Sixth Doctor:

It’s about time! Finally, a more weathered model. Peri is surprised to say the least, and seems a little disappointed to lose out on her best friend who had until now looked a very similar age to her, but soon realises very little has changed. 

And now she lets the Doctor take care of her a bit better. Thank goodness for that! The maternal instincts in this body are absurdly strong, she has no idea what she would do if she couldn’t express them. 

Now, the borderline narcissistic but quietly lovable history professor she accidentally picks up some time after losing Peri is a trickier matter. Still, at least he shares her love for chocolate cake. 

The Seventh Doctor: 

Bright, bubbly, and able to get most people to like her within ten seconds. Now this is a regeneration she likes. Plus, her most impressive set of lungs yet. Handy, for calling companions who like to wander off. 

She tries to not encourage Ace’s use of explosives, but it’s difficult when she sees how genuinely happy they make the girl. She’s getting soft in her old age, she knows. 

Still, at least her brain makes up for it. She can out-think a computer, easily. The universe is her chessboard and she’ll do whatever the hell she pleases with it. 

The Eighth Doctor: 

She’s a jolly thing. Always keen for adventure, ready to shout at anyone who deserves it, and just wants to have a good time, really. 

After a rather rocky start involving amnesia and kissing the cardiologist who had caused her regeneration in the first place, the Doctor is just minding her own business when she accidentally messes with history. 

It seems that saving this stowaway on the R101 might not have been the best idea after all. But he’s so charming and sweet and genuine, sharing her utter passion for life, that by the time she realises her mistake, she’s not willing to part with him. 

That goes… about as well as one might expect. 

The Ninth Doctor: 

It’s funny, being a weathered old war veteran with a guilty conscience, and simultaneously looking like someone who could be on the front of a magazine. 

Life is hard, after the time war, but she meets a man with big ears and blue eyes and things get better. A lot better. It feels good to smile again. 

The addition of Captain Jack Harkness is an interesting one, but she’s always said the more the merrier. Their other companion is not quite as happy about this development, but before long they’re the best of friends. 

The Tenth Doctor: 

She’s gentler now, somehow. Oh, she has her anger and her snark, and boy does this body have a set of lungs on her. But she’s so much softer, underneath. 

Losing her friends from her last body takes its toll. She at least manages to avoid comparing Martha to them that came before her. Martha is wonderful, always completing even the most impossible tasks that the Doctor puts to her. They part on good terms, after the Master’s ravaging of the Earth. (The Master had not been so impressed with this version of her. He had trouble seeing the strength within, seeing that she was more than the duality of compassion and shouting.) Martha needs to look after her family, and that’s probably for the best. 

And then there’s the skinny idiot in the suit. He actually talks faster than she does, which is absurd, but she wonders if that’s simply because of his questionable family. Perhaps not letting them get a word in is how he survives. 

Either way, they get along like a house on fire. Losing him, wiping his memory and seeing him stare right through her and smile that stupid smile, is almost enough to break her. 

No more companions, she swears. 

The Eleventh Doctor: 

It’s all about fun, now. Impressing the little boy whose garden she crashes in and then impressing him when he’s grown up and has waited 14 years for her. (To hell with her rule about no more companions. Her old self was full of dumb ideas anyway.) 

Oh yes, she likes Rory Williams a lot. And his best friend John isn’t bad either. Mind you, that nose… 

She has her spaceship, and her boys, and life is good. Well, there’s River Song to worry about, but she can never be sure if the archaeologist is more interested in her or John. Just one more mystery, it seems. 

Losing Rory, and then John, is hard. But she knows that they’re happy, and that’s enough. 

The Twelfth Doctor:

Short, bossy, a control freak, and a slight obsession with tartan. Also, her English teacher companion is secretly a rock star wannabe, disguised as a reclusive Scottish nerd. 

What’s a girl to do? 

(Apparently, find out that her best enemy is alive, and now also female. And Scottish like her companion. The first kiss had been… shocking to say the least. The ones after, against her better judgement, decidedly less so.) 

She cares about her companion more than she will ever say, and when faced with losing him, takes things too far. Further than anyone should ever take anything. And when it is all said and done… she can’t remember his face, or his voice, or how he sounded when he mocked how large her eyes were. 

River is there to comfort her, though, in those 24 years on Darillium. 

And then Bill. Brilliant Bill. Oh yes, they make quite the team. And Nardole helps sometimes too. 

Send me an AU and I’ll expand on it! 

things i am still learning part iii:

love isnt love if it’s not unconditional. don’t let anyone pick and choose which qualities you should keep and which habits you should discard. the words “i love you” should never be followed by the word “but,” and if they can’t handle your hurricane nights they don’t deserve your warm breeze days.

sometimes you need to be awful. be dirty, filthy, cruel. burn photos like you used to in high school. smoke cigarettes in his sweater because he always hated the smell. you can decide if you want to wash it before you give it back. you can decide how far to take it.

be reckless if it makes you feel more alive. adrenaline rushes are so commonly sought after, and you’ll never understand why until you feel your heart gasping for air.

prove yourself right. if you have any small reason not to completely trust someone, chances are you’re onto something. don’t let anyone have your trust if they don’t deserve it.

don’t waste your time on anyone who won’t spend their time with you. if he’s always hours late, if he cancels to be with others, if he isn’t willing to call you on the phone every so often just to talk, break all the clocks in your bedroom. smash the watch you’ve kept since you were a kid. it’s just not worth it.

if he calls you crazy for asking questions, you already guessed the answer. leave. and don’t you dare go back.

babysitting with boyfriend!Tom
  • he’s good with kids, its pretty obvious he would be since he’s an awesome older brother. however, it never ceases to amaze you how quickly he can fall onto any child’s good side
  • “what? what’ve you got there?” he coos, bending to meet eyes with your cousin, held in your arms. she flops out her tongue at him, smiling around it with drool dribbling down her chin. she holds up a grey bunny that looks well loved.
  • tom spends at least an hour asking her questions about him: “what’s his name?” and she does a little shy shrug, curving her body bashfully into yours. “bunny.” 
  • “BUNNY?! That’s not a very creative name, is it?! Bunny?! C’mon!” he says, his tone three times higher than it normal is. your cousin howls with laughter, gaining confidence and finding a new spot wedged next to him
  • he spends the day trying to get her tired out, playing tag and hide and seek. He builds her a little obstacle course they spend hours trying to beat
  • “again! again, again, again!” she chants, arms waving at him from the edge of the pool. “Alright, alright!” he laughs and catches her easily in his arms as when she leaps into the pool
  • they make up a song at lunch. it’s called “i love pizza!!” and its only lyric is the titular phrase. it has one dance move, a simple side-to-side shimmy with your arms above your head.
  • he tries to get her to say she loves spider-man, except she’s too young for spider-man. she really only cares about peppa pig.
  • (he can’t get too mad because he grew up watching it with his brothers so its pulls nicely on his nostalgia) 
  •  he reframes from making any cheesy jokes about future children between you too but you do see him googling some name meanings when your cousin takes a nap

Royalty AU - Prince Kim of Lê Chiến Kingdom

Read the fic here (Kim is the main character so it was about time I drew him! :P)

(Marinette, Adrien, Alya, Nino, Chloé, Sabrina, Juleka, Rose, Nathaniel, Alix) (more classmates coming soon)


Taron: … He kind of sort of got me through it, really. He’s just always there to lend support, some advice. Colin just has been a really good friend, yeah. He’s a.. he’s a cracking fella. :) God, he’s going to watch this, isn’t he? :D

anonymous asked:

what's the worst anti-kylo ren claim you've ever seen? (i'm really frustrated right now and kind of need to hear you vent. but you can wait until you're in the mood.)

I think the worst one is that he’s a fedora-wearing Nice Guy MRA school shooter misogynist. These traits are always lumped together in a nonsense mad libs attempt at media criticism, the kind of scattershot, inaccurate thinking that weakens any power those words may have once had. Because this reading of Kylo Ren isn’t just going a little far; it’s based on nothing. Brain synapses twitch helplessly in people’s brains as they watch a male character experience the feeling of anger, and they can’t help but reflexively ascribe to him characteristics of every person or strawman they’ve ever hated–even when absolutely none of those are present in the film or even in the subtext of the film. 

So the version of Kylo Ren people get in their heads is that he’s a whiny (WHERE) entitled (HE HATES HIMSELF) mansplainer (WHAT) who cries too much. Emotions + man = ??????

And it’s just–very obvious that some people just do not have experience with complex characters. And I’m not talking extraordinarily “complex” in the sense that we need all day to unpack his layers; I’m talking about a character who simply has two traits that don’t ordinarily go together. A Dark Jedi who feels like he has to beat the Light out of him to be evil. Someone who tortures people for information but who shakes in sad ominous lighting as he watches planets burn, regretting his inability to save them. Very, very basic storytelling pulses that tell us that this isn’t the final form of Kylo Ren, that we must see the boy where the man now stands, that we must hold him in sympathy even as we’re horrified by how far down the bad path he’s gone. Narratively, there is no way any of us viewers can write him off yet. That’s all anyone is asking. But the never-ending waves of hatred and dismissiveness and repulse that his non-fans feel isn’t rooted in the text. It is a thing that exists outside of him–he’s just the latest vessel that they can use as a repository for things they hate in the real world, and they can mold him into that, ignoring any textual cues that might tell us he’s not totally into this whole Dark Side thing. And this gives them the opportunity to pursue soft targets, teenagers who were introduced to the great villains of Star Wars through him, Girls on the Internet, fans who would maybe like to see him hug his mom before the series ends. It is easy to impress your views on such people if you are loud and angry enough. You risk nothing by demanding that they please shut up about Kylo Ren, don’t you know that he’s horrible, unworthy of sympathy or even attention, he’s a literal fascist

These arguments are an embarrassment. I know it is easier to fight misogyny or whatever by creating these fake enemies in your mind and attacking people you can actually control somewhat, running someone off their blog or making them nervous about voicing even a vague interest in a character who has these contradictions at his heart. But doesn’t it embarrass you that that’s what you have to do to feel secure in your moral tastes? Don’t you have any concept of your fellow humans as people capable of holding two ideas in their mind at once, that characters like Kylo Ren invite us to find ways of resolving the darker and lighter parts of our soul? That people can think about his place in the narrative and even genuinely like him as a character without being planet-killers themselves? The hyperbole is ridiculous, and people will start tuning you out because it’s clear you don’t have a damn clue what you’re talking about.

  • Percy: So, how did your first battle go?
  • Magnus: Pretty good.
  • Samirah: *looks into the camera like on The Office*

Vaughn likes to pose a lot…He does look awesome, so who can blame him ?

thanks @synthwanderer for this strong, handsome boy and for editing the pics :)

Companions react to Sole binding their wounds.

After a rather gnarly fight against some super mutants the Sole Survivor manages to get their companion somewhere safe so they can get them patched up. 

Cait: “Get the hell off of me. I can take care of myself, dammit!” Cait being the tough gal that she is has a hard time accepting help. She feels weak and pathetic for having someone drag her somewhere safe. Sole could not convince her to let them lend her a hand.”Fucking A! Fine,” after much bickering and swearing, Cait allowed Sole patch her up. She groaned and muttered mockery the entire time. But afterwards when Sole cooked up some baked boatfly she thanked them and acted as if nothing happened.    

Codsworth: “Oh thank you mum/sir! Those brutes did a number on me.” During the fight Codsworth managed to loose a limb. So after playing marco pollo with butler’s arm they headed to a decently held up house. Luckily Sole found the right equipment to rewire and screw the piece back on. When they later returned to Sanctuary it was quite the story.

Curie: “Madame/monsieur? I believe there is a problem.” At first Curie would remain calm while clutching her wound. Curie would instruct Sole what to do when addressing the wound. But once things started getting down to the more painful parts of taking care of an injury she’d start getting emotional. She’d ask,”This is going to hurt, yes?” before Sole would do something. She’d purse her lips looking up at the ceiling, eyes glistening in her eyes. 

Danse: He’d tough it out as long as possible, but once they got to the house he wearily stepped out of his power armor and started unzipping his jumpsuit. He’d hold some antibacterial substance above the his wound with a shaky hand. Sole took the bottle out of his hand and picked up where he left off. He didn’t say anything, watching them patch him up. After a few moments of silent he’d thank them. Even long after this he’d think of it, and do small things to make up for it. Such as, cleaning their weaponry, working out kinks in their power armor–things like that.

Deacon: Deacon’s sunglasses lay askew on his face, as Sole dragged him to a decently put together house. He’d joke around the entire way there saying, ”I’m fine boss. You should’ve seen me after I single handedly took out a deathclaw, after taking her eggs for a Railroad breakfast.” Once getting him seated Sole would take off his shirt so they could get to the wound. He’d smirk and say,”Getting right down to business are we? Should’ve just said so..” Then unzipping his zipper. After being asked he zipped up his pants. But when  it came to actually dealing with the wound he’d go,”OW OW OWW,” just like he does in the game. Deacon would definitely give Sole a run for their money, but in a comical and charming way. 

Dogmeat: Poor Dogmeat got in the middle of the green giants trying to protect Sole, which ended in a nasty wound. When Sole was fixing the poor german shepard he’d whimper and look at them with his sad puppy dog eyes. Afterwards Dogmeat would shower Sole in puppy dog kisses. 

Hancock: “Well isn't this peachy?” He muttered as Sole helped him inside the nearby house. Hancock slid off his coat and undershirt,”You think it’ll stain?” He asks. As Sole patched him up he stared at their hands working on his rough skin.”You’re pretty good with your hands, aren’t ya?” He smirks. After getting the reaction he wanted out of Sole, he looks at his coat and sighs, more hurt by the blood soaked in his uniform than the gushing wound on his side. While indulging on a mentat or two, Sole used the time to clean the ghoul’s bloodied outfit. Hancock was elated to see his coat clean and stain free. Together the Sole Survivor and the grateful Ghoul lived up the rest of night with a few drinks and puffs of jet by the fire.

Maccready: “Aww shit- i mean..shoot. I’ve been hit pretty bad Sole.” The Sole Survivor walked Maccready to a nearby house and sat him in a random chair in the middle of the room. But when Maccready was seated the chair broke from underneath him, his butt crashing into the floor.”Arghhh, you’ve got to be friggin’ kidding me?!” He groaned as he got up with the help of Sole. The entire time Maccready had a disgustingly cute grimace on his face, his arms crossed. Sole finally started to laugh at his misfortune after realizing that the wound isn’t fatal.”Shut up, its not funny Sole!” He’d scold, his face growing into a crimson red color. He couldnt stop thinking of how hard his ass hit the floor– how embarrassing.

Nick Valentine: “It’s alright kid, I’ve got it covered. You take care of yourself right now, okay?” Nick politely declined Sole’s offer and pulled out a screw driver, tuning up his exposed metal hand. After he was satisfied with his handiwork he brought Sole some purified water as they cooked dinner,”Drink up, it’s been a long day.” They’d sit there for a bit while Nick lit up a smoke,”I appreciate you looking out for me, Sole, it means a lot. But you don’t need to worry about an old bot like me, I can handle myself.”

Piper: “Thanks Blue, I really- Ouch! Could you be a little kinder with the peroxide?” Piper would talk the entire time, and be interrupted by Sole doing something that resulted in her to remark with,”Oh boy..This again?” or “Jeez Blue, that really hurts.” Afterwards she’d slowly stand up and say,”Well, that could’ve gone smoother.” 

Preston: ”Thank you General, I don’t know what I’d do without you.” Preston accepts Sole’s help willingly. He’s always taking care of other people, it’s nice to be helped for change. But of course he’s as humble as can be. Giving Sole a kind smile after being patched up, complimenting them on their handiwork. The morning afterwards he makes them a mirelurk egg omelet, then continues saving the commonwealth with his best friend.

Strong: “Strong is not weak like human! Supermutant is strong!” A bullet wound is the equivalent to a splinter to Strong. And is annoyed and angered by Sole’s request.

X6-88: “Ma’am/Sir I appreciate your concern, but there is no need.” X6 would go on about how Sole is wasting their time, and how he is more than capable to treat himself–no matter how badly injured he is. But once Sole finally gets him to sit down, he becomes quiet. Behind his sunglasses he watches Sole patch him up, secretly feeling warmth in his chest from the sincere concern and care being showed for him. 

anonymous asked:

The Wammy Boys finding out their S/O is good at throwing knives?

L: L would find it interesting and maybe a tad bit sexy. He would be interested in watching his s/o throw knives at random things, and would even challenge her sometimes by setting up apples in random, difficult places just to test her skills. She would hit her mark every time (and Ryuk would almost pass out due to the fact that they were wasting so many precious apples).

Mello: Mello would find it incredibly sexy, and would constantly begin asking her to throw knives at anything and everything she wanted. He could sit down and watch her for hours. Mello would be the most excited of the boys.

Matt: Matt wouldn’t really care all that much. I mean obviously he’d find it cool that she was good at it, but he wouldn’t really bring it up too much. 

Near: Near wouldn’t really show that he cared that much about it, but he would think it was pretty cool and he would even bring it up sometimes when talking about his s/o to other people. He might ask to see it once or twice, just to see how good they were at it. 


Has this been done before?

anonymous asked:

do you have any headcanons for credence seeing his s/o in lingerie for the first time?


  • you decide to go for it bc it makes you feel pretty and you want to show credence bc he also makes you feel pretty
  • i imagine it’s spur of the moment bc it’s not something you would talk to him about directly
  • he’s probably bathing/showering and you just slip into it and wait in bed
  • he comes out with damp hair and pajamas on, looking absolutely adorable
  • you have to bite your tongue to keep from grinning bc the boy is Oblivious Af
  • when he finally looks up from the floor and sees you in bed wearing nothing but your favorite lingerie…………
  • boi
  • he blushes hardcore
  • he thinks you are breathtaking and his pants are tightening quickly
  • but this embarrasses him bc it’s literally just some clothes they should affect him this way
  • right?? he was not taught this stuff how can he be expected to know
  • those clothes are impractical, he realizes
  • is their point for sex??
  • he doesn’t know
  • but you can see him thinking it over a million miles a minute and debating what next course of action to take
  • the heat of his face is spreading all over, from embarrassment and arousal both
  • finally you spare him and walk over and just “what do you think, credence?”
  • his tongue has never been this dry and he wants to touch you
  • you wait
  • he swallows and his hands twitch by his sides
  • you eventually put his hands on you so that he knows it’s okay to touch
  • so he goes over the fabric of the lingerie, admiring the lace and the color and just how amazing it looks on you
  • he thinks it’s so pretty and that you’re so pretty and he wants to have sex with you but he also just wants to admire how aesthetically wonderful you look in this light and in that
  • he settles on looking for a while, just exploring the lingerie itself
  • he realizes at some point that you put this on for him
  • and it is for sex
  • he thinks it’s odd that you put on clothes to get him to want to take them off
  • but he doesn’t complain because you have never looked more beautiful
RFA as RPG like classes
  • Zen: The bard, pretty, sings nice, everyone questions what use they actually have.
  • Yoosung: The warrior, charges in head first only realising what's happening when in the mess.
  • Jaehee: The mage, thinks before acting and knows what it right.
  • Jumin: The summoner, summons cat-like creatures, often just for decoration. Everybody questions what merits they bring to a fight. (Although he has a pretty good glare ability)
  • 707: The thief, sneaky is his middle name and he isn't afraid to steal a few hearts.
  • V: The healer because his voice heals their souls.
Lust x Fell
  • (Gotta say, very dirty sinful sex up in here, letting you people know, you been warn~ hope yah all love it as much as I do, and enjoy every hot sexy moment of it~ I regret nothing, also, give a like and reblog lol)
  • *In UnderLust*
  • LustSans: Heya bro, I'm heading out to Grillbyz, k
  • LustPaps: -Sighs- fine.. but don't over drink.. Can't stand to always end up dragging you back home from you always getting so drunk all the time..
  • LustSans: Ah g Paps, don't worry, I ain't gonna be dra-gon you down, with me over drinkin, heh
  • LustPaps: ... Really... you just couldn't help yourself..
  • LustSans: Hehehe, welp, anyway, I'm off, cya
  • *Teleports*
  • LustSans: -comes in the front entrance of door- Heya guys, miss me?
  • CrowdInClub: Hell Yeah! Lust is Back!
  • LustSans: Heh, I take that as a yes~ -walks inside and sits on stole, looks to grillby- yah know what I like grillby~ -winks-
  • LustGrillby: of course, same as always -serves him the ketchup shots- Your brother seems to be getting tired of you drinking more often then usual here
  • *Music bumpin and blasting, loads of strippers and drinkers in kinky sexy clothes dancing*
  • LustSans: -drinks- eh, got no where else to go for some fun heh
  • LustGrillby: -smiles bit- right, just try to not over drink today, your brother text me to remind you that
  • LustSans: -rolls pupils- ok ok, I heard him the first time, ain't much change around here, always same thing, over and over -looks over to the others dancing, partying, drinking, and stripping-
  • LustGrillby: Think something might change for you? -leans to bar with arms crossed-
  • LustSans: Heh -drinks another shot- I wish grillbyz, I sure wish, that something new could happen for once, instead of the same ol thing I see everyday, somethin, interesting, more fun and exciting yah know?
  • LustGrillby: Sure lust, maybe something will change for you
  • -phone rings-
  • LustGrillby: ? hold on lust, I have to answer this -heads to the back in storage room and answers phone-
  • LustSans: Eh ok.. -keeps drinking-
  • *after couple shots later*
  • CrowdInClub: -chant- Dance! Lust! Dance!
  • LustSans: ? -hic- ehehe.. welp, since yah all ask -gets on a pole and strip dances for them, is drunk-
  • CrowdInClub: -Chant, Cheers, and Whistles in Hot Tone-
  • *After a long late night partying, he ends up walking threw the forest*
  • LustSans: -still drunk- *hic* wooo -chuckles- *hic* that was some parrrttyy~ -blushing from effect of drinking and pupils are heart shape purple-
  • -As soon as he almost makes it back home, a mysterious portal appears, right infront of him, out of no where-
  • LustSans: ? -tilts head- *hic* wha this?.. -goes closer to take a peek- hmm?..
  • -The portal suddenly sucks him inside and closes behind him-
  • LustSans: !?! Hey! WTF?!
  • -He tries to escape, but the force of the portal pulls him more and more, with no escape-
  • *Next Scene, In UnderFell*
  • FellSans: Boss.. I'm heading to Grillbys.. and cmon home late.. so don't be a ass callin me all crazy to come home..
  • FellPaps: Hmph.. your already a ass to me.. whatever.. go get yourself drunk for all I care...I'll be at the Royal Guard -walks out the front door and slams it behind self-
  • FellSans: *ToSelf: Bitch..
  • -As Soon as he was gonna teleport, a portal appears in front of him-
  • FellSans: ? What the Fuck? -looks at it with hands in jacket pockets- what is this shit?...
  • -the portal sucks him in-
  • FellSans: !? -teleports before it could- what the fuck was that. . . -walks threw forest- least it didn't get me..
  • -portal appears underneath his feet and he falls in, portal closes-
  • FellSans: . . . I should of know...-pupils slightly opened, with a pist off look- where the fuck is it taking me..
  • *Back to LustSans Scene*
  • -portal opens and drops him on ground, and he faceplant-
  • LustSans: !? -muffles- ow.. -slowly stands back up,rubs face, looks around- where am I?.. geez.. I need to get back home
  • -he tries to teleport back to his au world, but for some reason, it only teleports him back to where he is right now-
  • LustSans: ? what the hell -keeps trying- what's goin on here.. why can't I teleport back?.. shit.. this isn't good
  • -he roams threw the forest, soon stumbles upon a empty house-
  • LustSans: -sees- ? hm.. seems empty, do I dare?.. Ah freak it, where else could I go, and its getting pretty dark out
  • -he heads inside the empty house, towards the living room, lays upon couch, slowly falls to sleep-
  • *Back to FellSans Scene*
  • -portal opens up and drops him-
  • FellSans: -lands on feet, grunts- what the fuck.. what's this shitty place.. I'm outer here..
  • *same result as LustSans, he only teleports to the same spot*
  • FellSans: ?.. Son of a Bitch.. guess I'm walkin..fuckin fantastic..
  • *As he roams threw the forest, it starts getting darker with night approaching, he soon stumbles upon the same house that LustSans is in, him not knowing he's there*
  • FellSans: -sees it- looks dead empty.. -looks around- to quiet out here.. might as well spend the night there till morin, and figure out on how the fuck I'm gonna get back..
  • -heads inside, pupils glow red for light, looks around-
  • LustSans: zZzZzZz -Snores-
  • FellSans: -hears- ? not empty.. -heads towards the snoring sound, suddenly seeing him sleeping on couch- ..... *Whispers to self: What the fuck is he doing here. . .
  • LustSans: zZzZzZz
  • FellSans: *Whisper to self: ... of all the Au's....-grunts- fuck sake...-sighs- maybe he might know what happened -grunts- n-no.. what am I saying.. I shouldn't talk to the sex addicting freak.. -back turned- there's gotta be someone else that can bring me back to my au...and explain, on why the fuck I'm here...
  • LustSans: -slowly wakes, hearing a voice, lifts head, and sees him- ? *To Self Whispers: ooooo heh, well well, how interesting that FellSans is here as well. Maybe, in the mean time, since were now both struck here, I could spare the time for some fun with him~ -gets up slowly, and approaches him quietly from behind, with a sly grin-
  • FellSans: *To self: Who ever brought me here with this "Freak" is gonna p-
  • LustSans: -Arms wrap around him- heeeyyy felly~ -chuckles, with pupils glowing in purple heart shape-
  • FellSans: !?! Oh Hell Nah! -Shoves him off- Don't Touch Me! -backs away-
  • LustSans: heheh~ Aww did I scare you felly~
  • FellSans: -raises non existing brow- fuck no... and don't call me that....
  • LustSans: Heh, weird how it brought you and me, together, isn't it~
  • FellSans: Don't Fuckin Touch Me. . .or I'll break you..
  • LustSans: -Leans forward, licks him on mouth- You talk bad~ I love it~
  • FellSans: ! -shivers- what the fuck is with you! you creep me the fuck out.. -clenches fist- Stay the fuck away from me!! Got That!
  • LustSans: or what, yah gonna, Pun-ish me~ *winks*
  • FellSans: First of all, good one, second, not to whatever your thinking...
  • LustSans: -chuckles- C'mere yah sexy bones~ -hands to his face and kisses him on mouth-
  • FellSans: !?! -swings a punch-
  • LustSans: -miss- lol
  • FellSans: -pupils flame red, blushes bit- You Asshole!!!
  • LustSans: -blushes- hehe~ you taste good hot stuff~
  • FellSans: ugh... -shivers- just. don't.
  • LustSans: Aww cmon, its just only you and me here~
  • FellSans: I.. don't give a flying fuck..
  • LustSans: I do~
  • FellSans: -flips him off- Fuck You!
  • LustSans: -loops fingers and puts in center of his middle finger- Fuck Me~ *winks*
  • FellSans: . . . -eyesockets go black, and twitches bit, growls- errr....
  • LustSans: Yah cute when your mad~
  • FellSans: I'm Not Cute! I'm Deadly!
  • LustSans: Oh sure yah are, yah also such a big ol softy~
  • FellSans: -raised voice bit- Stop. It. Now....
  • LustSans: Yah outta try somethin fun for a change sexy bad bones~ and not act like a pussy~
  • FellSans: -Triggered, slam him upon ground, pins him down- Shut Your Sluty Ass Mouth Up!!!
  • LustSans: -gets startled bit, sinful grin, legs wrap around his waist and pulls him down on me- Soooo Hooott~ -grabs to his collar and pulls down, licks on his neck-
  • FellSans: Gahh!?! -flinched and shivers, blushes more, tries to escape-
  • LustSans: -doesn't let him, arms around and over his shoulders, pulls him more down on me, legs still around his waist more tight, looks to him with a sly smile-
  • FellSans: . . . .Let...go..
  • LustSans: heh no~ -tongues him deep in the mouth to his tongue-
  • FellSans: !?! Mmph!-muffles- Stop! -struggles, blushing hard-
  • LustSans: -wraps tongue to his-
  • FellSans: Mmmph!! -can't take it-
  • LustSans: -breathes heavily- ahh heh~ -makes out to him, drools bit-
  • FellSans: a-ahh..-gives up, makes out back to him more roughly-
  • LustSans: -slathers tongue to his neck-
  • FellSans: ahh~ -pants hard, bites bit hard to his neck-
  • LustSans: -Jolts up bit- Ah!~ so naughty~
  • FellSans: *InMind: What the fuck am I doing.. This is so wrong yet.. -grunts- It feels so right* -hand grips to his ass-
  • LustSans: -Jolts bit from feel, blushes hard, yells out in pleasure- ohh felly!~
  • FellSans: -gets kinda turned on, turns him around to his stomach, pulls his shirt off and mine, licks his spine-
  • LustSans: Ahhh!~ -pants heavily, trembles-
  • FellSans: -blushing, whispers- I..hate..you.. -pulls his pants down as I pull my shorts down, bends him over and penetrates him hard and deep in his ass-
  • LustSans: !! Ahhhh!!~ -moans loudly with tongue dripping and drooling bit-
  • FellSans: -pants hard, pounds in him harder, faster, deeper, gripping to his ass, spread wide-
  • LustSans: Ahhhh!~ hhhhhn!~ -moans louder, legs to knees get shaky, breathes heavier, hands grip-
  • FellSans: -breathes much heavier, sweating, keeps pelvic thrusting further and further in deeply, and much faster- ahhh~ mmmhh~ -huffs and puffs hard to his back of spine, with tongue out drooling on it-
  • LustSans: Ahhh!~ -moans out- fuck yes!~ -pants deeply, sweating and drooling from tongue- hhhhhhn!~
  • FellSans: -goes all the way in at limit thrusting deeply harder and faster- ahhhh~ f-fuck~ hhhhhn~ s-shit~ I'm g-gonna~ -full grip on his ass and cums- Ahhh!~
  • LustSans: Ahhhh!!~ -screams in pleasure, from feeling his cum in me all wet- ooohh felly~~~ -blushes deeply-
  • FellSans: -pants, blushes hard, looks down on him and grins- I'm not done yet.. -turns him facing me, lowers his head, hand on back of his head and shoves my dick in his mouth-
  • LustSans: Mmmmppphhh!~
  • FellSans: Get to sucking you thirsty bastard~ -sly and grin smile-
  • LustSans: -sucks deep and hard-
  • FellSans: -pants hard, helps him go faster and deeper-
  • LustSans: -sucks deeply and faster, at sametime, jerking and stroking with bit of grip and squeeze to it, drools- Mmmmpph~ Mmmmh~
  • FellSans: -moans- ahhh~ g-god d-dam mmmhh~ hhhhhn~ -drools from tongue, staring at him, heavy breathing-
  • LustSans: -breathes heard from nose hole, goes deeper in throat, tongue slathers all over it soaking wet, goes faster, grip stroking-
  • FellSans: Ahhh~ -breathes deeply heavier- f-fuck~ Ahhh!~ mmmmh~ hhhhhn!~ -grabs to his head and thrust all the way in and cums- Ahhh!~
  • LustSans: Mmmmpphhh!!~ -gulps it all, pants hard- *huff* ahh~ *puffs* -licks around mouth, blushing more deeply-
  • FellSans: -looks to him, blushing harder, kisses to him-
  • LustSans: -kisses back- That was fun~
  • FellSans: f-fuck yeah, it was~
  • LustSans: -pupils glow in purple heart shape with a sly smile, says in sexual tone of voice- lets have some more fun~
  • *To Be Continued*

but if hot pie sees arya after so long and tells her how pretty she looks can you imagine gendry’s reaction??? hE’S GOING TO FALL ON HIS ASS AT THE SIGHT

Flirting/Signature moves: Featuring TLC characters
  • Cinder: Awkward "flirting"(*cough* not really). Pushes her hair back a lot, tends to have grease or something on her.
  • Kai: Mixes intelligent banter with sass and beautiful hair.
  • Scarlet: Shoots you. Uses her curves to confuse you.
  • Wolf: Scary looking cinnamon roll. Doesn't know how to flirt but when he tries is strangely good at it.
  • Cress: Blushes. Is really subtle and can be a flirty sort of shy. Comes equipped with banter and nice eyes.
  • Thorne: Master flirt. Wiggles eyebrows a lot. Knows he's beautiful and isn't afraid to use it to his advantage.
  • Winter: Pretty and kind and crazy. Trifecta of endearing. Cinnamon roll, too pure, too beautiful.
  • Jacin: scowling and silent and broody but in the pretty boy kind of way.
  • Iko: Head flirt. Loveable and cute. Flirt goals.